paroles de chanson Black Joy. Black Peace. Black Justice. - Poppy Ajudha

America's on fire
They gonna burn those cities down
The president's a tyrant
Ain't no reparations going 'round

It's been burning deep inside
Got us held down to the ground
Fed up, strung out, on fire
Just pawns in their playground

Need to pull up
Don't slow down
To fight this
'Til it's ours
Need to pull up
Don't slow down
To fight this
'Til it's ours

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

We'll be fanning all the flames
For queen and country, you're to blame
Take to the streets like Groundhog Day
Marching on, we'll say their names

They say move on, the war is over
Our histories are not the same
But it's too late to talk it over
We know this time, we need a change

Need to pull up (need to pull up)
Don't slow down (no, don't you slow down)
To fight this (we need to fight this)
'Til it's ours ('til it's ours)
Need to pull up (need to pull up)
Don't slow down (no, don't you slow down)
To fight this (we need to fight this)
'Til it's ours ('til it's ours)

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh

Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh